Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Lucas: With Clayton

LUCAS

Challenge him. Rip him apart.

My wolf's snarling has occupied the majority of my short flight to White Peak, getting closer to the man who's tasted my mate in ways that he never should have.

My phone's off, because I don't know what I'll do if he calls.

The primal part of me is incensed, wanting to sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out, savoring every drop of the blood that spurts, content in knowing his soul has departed this world.

But the rest of me recognizes that Clayton is my friend and ally.

What am I supposed to do with all these fucking feelings tripping me up inside? Having Ava back is supposed to make everything easier. Make things simple.

In my absence, will she begin to doubt my words?

If she sees Clayton, would she choose me over him?

I don't have that confidence.

The fated bond between us is my only advantage. That, and the distance I can maintain between her and the alpha I trust with the honor of my entire pack.

I can never let her return to Cedarwood.

There's no way in hell I'll lose the little advantage I have.

will be waiting at the airport to personally escort me to the

paces restlessly beneath my skin, eager for blood. I clench

is ours. No one

more than competition. My wolf may look at other alphas

usually knows better

is not our mate yet. We can't piss her off if we want a chance

back of my head tell me that he's unsatisfied with my reasoning, but he stops snapping for Clayton's blood, giving me some reprieve from all the unsettled

was easier than all the

the airport crowds my nostrils as I exit the terminal, an overwhelming assault on my sensitive nose. Sweat, perfume, fast food—it all mingles into a nauseating miasma that makes me want to gag. But

Clayton.

touched our mate, my wolf snarls, hackles raising. He

my primal side under control. We can't afford to lose it

as our eyes meet, I can see it in his face, in the tense set of his shoulders. He knows. He knows who

he greets, his

my mouth. Anger flares hot in my veins, the urge to

Why did it have to be

accusations. We have more pressing matters to attend to. The

car in strained silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As we pull out

can't take it

me?" I ask, my voice deceptively calm. "As soon as you found out, why didn't

came as soon as I could to help here,

slap in the face. Like he isn't here to get a chance to see her. Like he has any right to

he? There's no point trying to assign ulterior motives to his actions. We can't get past this situation if

of Ava's confession ringing in

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